This is my husband:
His name is really Michael. But he's kind of a hipster (Shhhhhh! Don't tell anyone) and the name Michael is too popular for a true hipster. Really, though, his grandfather was Italian and also illiterate. So, when he spelled "Mike" phonetically, it came out "Maic." That's the story.
Maic is a writer-- and a really good one at that. He writes poetry, fiction, and a song here and there. He also plays the baritone ukulele. And he knows everything about baseball ever.